TALIA
I only come up to Boris's shoulder. He's truly massive, with wide shoulders and huge biceps. In profile, his straight-line nose and sensuous lips are really attractive so it's hard not to stare. Physically, he's masculinity personified, but I'm getting the impression his character is quieter, more reserved than I first thought. He's an interesting dichotomy.
"You know that I just moved here for a trade to the Crush." His hands are in his pockets, his shoulders just slightly stooped as his eyes flit toward me shyly. "What has brought you to Las Vegas, Talia?"
"My boss, Harold Shaw, asked me to come here and build his entertainment and athletic business. Vegas is a great market and we already had a handful of high-profile clients here. If I'm successful, we can grow our company."
"So just like that you picked up your life and moved?"
"I could ask you the same," I say.
"A trade is a trade. There is no choice in it."